In Da Club

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs 
When I roll twenty deep, it's twenty nines in the club 
Homies heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck 
(Look homie, ain't nothin' changed, hoes down, G's up)
(I see Xzibit in the cut, homie, roll that weed up)
(If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp)
(Been hit with a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp)
In the hood in L.A., they sayin', "50 you hot" 
They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York, homies tell you I'm loco 

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

My flow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels
Look, homie, I done came up and I ain't changed 

You should love it, way more than you hate it
Are you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life
Moved out the hood now you tryna pull me back, right?

When my joint get to pumpin' in the club it's on
I wink my eye at your bitch, if she smiles, she gone
If the roof on fire, then just let it burn
If you talkin' 'bout money, homie, I ain't concerned?
Then tell your homie sorry, 'cause go 'head switch the style up
If they hate it, then let 'em hate 'em, then watch the money pile up
We can go upside your head with a bottle of bub'
Come on, they know where we be

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

Yo, you already know
It's Fronzilla with Nik Nocturnal
With Attila, bitch, let's go